“I’m going with you.”
Alios and Seraphina stared at each other from opposite sides of the demon’s desk with matching expressions of intensity, neither willing to blink first. Eventually the woman’s lips pursed into a scowl. “But I don’t want you to come with me!” She complained. “You’ll just tease me and tell me about how much I waste time. Besides, it’s the Frostnight Fest! I’m going to buy presents!” Seraphina stressed the word. “They’re supposed to be surprises, otherwise the luck-bringing magic won’t work!”
Alios shrugged, hiding a fond chuckle at his sweetheart’s determination behind his hands. “It gets dark too quickly,” he reminded Seraphina, as if she couldn’t already see the greying sky through the window even though it was still early afternoon. “I don’t feel comfortable sendi
